Chapter 837: I Don’t Want To Leave
"Tell me about the Demon Race's internal situation."
The moment Lilian asked the question, the Demon exploded.
It wasn't self-destruction. His body simply burst apart, torn into countless pieces.
The explosion itself wasn't powerful, but flesh and blood scattered everywhere.
As a resurrected, the remains turned to ash before even touching the ground, vanishing with the passing wind.
There had been three resurrected Demons. Now, only two remained.
Lilian continued questioning the other two.
They answered other inquiries without issue, but the moment she asked about the Demon Race's internal affairs or anything closely related to their race, they exploded one after another.
Lin Moyu found it strange. It seemed some unseen restriction prevented them from revealing such secrets.
The moment they touched upon forbidden topics, the restriction activated and destroyed them.
Although they failed to learn about the Demon Race's inner workings, Lilian had already gathered plenty of information.
The brief awakening of the world will had thrown the Demons into a panic.
Originally, they had intended to use the world will's slumber to bring their fragment world down at the perfect moment.
Once the world will fully awakened, however, their chance to invade would disappear entirely.
Not only would their plans fail, but they would also lose the fragment world in the process.
As a result, they dispatched Transcendent God realm Demons for one final assault.
Although Transcendent God realm Demons were suppressed to the pinnacle half-step Transcendent God realm after entering the fragment world, they still possessed a superior understanding of laws.
As outsiders, entering the small world was difficult, but their innate advantages made them stronger than even the Demon Emperor.
With their assistance, the Abyss Demons could drive the humans from the Dimensional Battlefield in less than a year.
From there, they would use the Dimensional Battlefield as a staging ground to invade the Human World.
If that happened, humanity would be forced to retreat into the Human World and endure endless assaults.
Their development would stagnate, and even if they avoided extinction, survival would become a miserable struggle.
That was only the first phase.
The second phase involved the descent of even more Transcendent God realm Demons, maintaining relentless pressure while systematically eroding humanity's strength.
Together, the first two phases were designed to eliminate every meaningful source of resistance.
As human casualties mounted, the number of true soul imprints on the world core would decline.
The weakening world will would then find it increasingly difficult to awaken.
The third phase involved the descent of a Demon specializing in barriers to construct a massive barrier within the Human World.
The barrier would extract world force and funnel it into the fragment world, strengthening it until it could completely devour this small world.
The Demons' entire plan now lay exposed before Lin Moyu.
The first wave had already failed. The four Demons who crossed over were dead.
The second wave would arrive in five years. That was why Lilian was worried.
Ning Yiyi covered her mouth in shock, "What do we do?"
Lin Moyu smiled, "Don't worry. They won't succeed, and humanity won't perish. Their plan was doomed from the very beginning."
Mo Yun frowned, "Why? In terms of strength, we're nowhere near their level."
"Because they're missing one very important piece of information: this world isn't ordinary."
Lin Moyu didn't reveal the true reason.
As long as Antares existed, it didn't matter whether the invaders were Demons, Dragons, or anything else. Their efforts were destined to end in failure.
It was no different from the Zerg and the Dreadbeasts that had invaded this world in the past.
Even if the humans and the Gods had lost back then, the invaders still wouldn't have been able to exterminate humanity or devour the world itself.
At the root of it all stood a single existence: Antares.
He was the world's stabilizing pillar, the human race's ultimate shield.
The humans could suffer catastrophic losses, but they would never be wiped out.
The world itself could be battered into ruin, yet it could never be consumed.
This world was unusual.
Antares had never explained why he had come here.
Yet the mere fact that someone like him was forced to stay in this world, quietly and without ever leaving, was enough to send a chill down Lin Moyu's spine.
Lin Moyu knew his limits. Some secrets were not meant for him to uncover.
Taking the Abyss Stones, he went to find Meng Anwen.
After examining the Abyss Stone, Meng Anwen fell silent in thought.
A moment later, he asked in a grave tone, "Moyu, what are your plans?"
Lin Moyu considered the question, "Within five years, I'll wipe out the Abyss Demons and settle this once and for all.”
"Are you confident?" Meng Anwen frowned.
Five years was a short timeframe.
Humanity had fought the Abyss Demons for a thousand years without breaking the stalemate.
This time, however, neither Lin Moyu nor Lilian intended to intervene.
Lin Moyu wanted the humans to sharpen itself through war, using the Abyss Demons as a whetstone.
Lilian had her own reasons—she sought to protect herself, and the Abyss Demons would serve as her offering to Lin Moyu.
After a brief pause, Lin Moyu added, "We'll try first. If that isn't enough, I'll step in personally. Four years should be enough to hone the blade.”
Meng Anwen nodded thoughtfully, "The Bloodkind disaster has only just ended. The Shenxia Empire still needs time to recover. Let's give them a little longer."
"Alright."
Meng Anwen always considered the bigger picture more thoroughly than he did, so Lin Moyu readily deferred to his judgment.
Besides, this wasn't a decision Meng Anwen could make alone. It would require discussion with the others.
A war of this scale would claim countless lives.
Whether the gains justified the sacrifice was a question that needed careful consideration.
Lin Moyu's proposal had merit, but its costs and benefits still had to be weighed.
Personally, Lin Moyu wasn't concerned either way.
He was a member of the human race, and if Meng Anwen and the others disagreed, he would respect their decision.
In the worst-case scenario, he could simply step in himself and crush the Abyss Demons himself.
"Teacher, there's one more matter I'd like to discuss."
Meng Anwen looked up, immediately sensing the seriousness in Lin Moyu's tone.
Lin Moyu briefly explained the possibility of leaving the small world, mentioning only the most important details.
The Coffin of Slumber could also be used to take Meng Anwen and the others with him.
This time, Meng Anwen didn't think for long.
Instead, he smiled, "I'm not leaving."
"If this had been eighty years ago, I would have gone.”
"But now, I don't want to."
He offered no further explanation.
Lin Moyu didn't ask.
Someone like Meng Anwen always acted after careful thought and sincere reflection.
If he chose to stay, then he undoubtedly had his reasons.
In fact, Lin Moyu suspected the same would be true of Bai Yiyuan and Yan Kuangsheng.
There was no need to ask.
…
Meng Anwen soon departed to discuss the matter with the others.
Mobilizing an army against the Abyss Demons was no small matter, and no decision would be reached overnight.
Lin Moyu returned to his new home and resumed his peaceful life with his wives.
Ning Yiyi and the others stopped dungeon grinding, devoting most of their time to sensing their own skill space.
Meanwhile, Lin Moyu continued focusing on law comprehension and enhancing his soul rank.
The talent tree had grown larger during this period, its roots becoming increasingly robust.
It continuously supplied pure soul force, which was further refined and purified by the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal before being returned to Lin Moyu.
With each passing day, his soul grew stronger, and so did his power.
Half a month later, a startled cry suddenly erupted from the courtyard, scattering birds into the sky.
"I sensed my skill space!"